Just a Fling | ✓ |

13.

"I've never wanted someone so bad before." He tilted his head into my neck as he pulled down his pants.

"All I could think about is you. My cock inside of you. Sleeping next to you. Talking to you. You're driving me crazy." Max huskily whispered, teasing his cock at my dripping wet entrance.

"I- oh, Max." I moaned out as he slipped his bare cock into me. Max melted on top of me, letting all his weight rest on my chest as he pumped his hips.

"I've never felt this way before." He could barely say through his grunts, pumping his cock in and out of me.

He rested his forehead on mine, letting his piercing green eyes gaze to my blue ones.

"Fuck, Max. I-I can't." I stuttered out, biting my lip to suppress my moans.

His lips pressed against mine. Passionately, spark erupting on my insides. Our tongues danced. My hands wrapped in his hair, holding him in place as our bodies bounced together. He tasted like mint.

"I've never needed someone so bad." His whispered against my lips before molding them together again. "Oh fuck. I need you so bad, Ellie."

I pushed my lips to his again. Muffling the moans that escaped me as I clenched around him. A hard orgasm rippled through me, hugging his cock.

"Fuck, L." He moaned in my ear. "I'm going to cum."

He arched his back, pushing his pulsating cock deep inside of me. The feeling of his cum filling me up was pure ecstasy.

"God. Fuck." He collapsed onto me. Limp in my arms. "What are you doing to me, Ellie?"

I rolled my eyes with a sigh. "You're torturing yourself." I groaned, trying to push his chest off of me but he wouldn't budge.

"Go on a date with me." He held his body above me, barely enough space for my lungs to expand with every heaved breath. His cock still inside of me.

"Oh my god. You are the most annoying boy on this planet."

His fingers grazed the side of my cheek until they reached under my chin. His eyes held so much emotion as they looked to mine and then my lips and back again. Until he moved in, capturing my mouth in a sensual kiss. It took my breath away even if it were only mere moments.

"Okay." My stomach twisted and turned knowing what I just agreed to. "But after spring break."

Maddox tilted his head like a dog. "Why after?"

"I have work all this week until then and I already promised Lexi to go to her moms house. So there isn't much time to fit in a date." I explained, half exaggerating.

"No changing your mind." He gave me another kiss on the lips before pulling away completely.

I laid my head on his bare chest, just like I did the other night. His heart raced in rhythm. It was mesmerizing, calming me of any doubts in my life. His arm wrapped around me, holding our bodies together.

"Why me?" I exhaled, tracing the indents of his abs with my finger.

"Hmm?" Max hummed, leaning his cheek on the top of my head.

"You've had sex with a lot of girls. Why are you so hung up on me?"

"Honestly? You're the first girl I wanted to kiss since High School." Max whispered.

I snapped my head to look at him. "You haven't kissed a girl since high school? So that's what.. seven years?"

"Kissing is too.. intimate. It gives girls the wrong idea." He reached his finger under my chin, lifting it so he could see my eyes. "But you." His lips pecked mine. "I can't get enough of you."

"You're weird." I scrunched my face once he pulled away. "Seven years and not kissing someone. You're a psycho, aren't you?"

"I've kissed girls since then but they always initiated it. We had sex for hours the other day and you didn't even try to. Who's the weirdo now?" He taunted back.

"Still you." I sat up and smiled down to him. "Weird, crazy and annoying. The list keeps growing."

Maddox laughed, gazing at me with lustfilled orbs. His fingers roamed up and down my back as we just smiled to each other.

"Stop looking at me like that." I wanted to groan but it came out as a giggle.

"You're beautiful when you smile." Maddox hushed, leaning up to me and capturing my lips once again.

A knock at the door was the only thing that could pull us away.

"Yeah?" I called out.

"Ellie, can I open the door?" Sam yelled from behind.

"Hold on." I yelled back and quickly put on a pair of sweats. I opened the door slightly to peak my head out.

"What's up?" I whispered, looking at a worry filled Sam standing in front of me.

"Your Dad is here." Sam whispered back with wide eyes. "Get out here before he decides to barge in on you two."

My heart sank with anxiety. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I closed my door wishing it had a lock on it. I ran to the bathroom and fixed my sex hair as best as I could. But there was no covering up my neck.

No. Those hickies were there and they were fucking proud.

But I wasn't. No amount of make up in the world could cover the dark purple lip marks.

"What's wrong?" Maddox raised a brow to me as he pulled on his jeans.

"My dads here." I mumbled, looking for a turtle neck. Even if it was almost eighty degrees out.

"Oh cool." Max smiled.

"No, wipe that dopey smirk off your face. You are not meeting him. He'll kill you as soon as he sees what you did to my body." I panicked. My mind was on high alert as I shifted through my dresser.

My bedroom door opened and closed quickly. I looked around to see Maddox gone.

Fucking dude has a death wish.